Game of Thrones, Season 5, Episode 9: Gazing Longingly Into the Abyss
Scaachi: As always, Game of Thrones dazzles me with a spectacular final scene and makes me furious with pretty much everything that came before it.Haley: Yep, that’s the way this goes.Scaachi: The most...
View ArticleAlanis in Chains
No regrets. Growth. Give yourself credit. Everybody is different. Their view of you may not be correct. Does it really matter? Who matters. You … Talk, listen, cry … Learn, learn about you. Be aware....
View Article'You Don’t Get To Be The Writer You Want To Be': An Interview with Mat Johnson
Mat Johnson’s 2011 novel Pym, which blended references to Edgar Allan Poe’s lone novel, polar adventures, commentaries on race, and academic comedy, brought deserved attention to its author. Johnson’s...
View ArticleA Warrior Woman's Work
Like every woman I know, I came out of the theater after seeing Mad Max: Fury Road prepared to swear eternal fealty to Imperator Furiosa. The character spends most of the movie behind the wheel of a...
View ArticleDinner For One
Dinner is dying, but of course it has always been about death.Take Macbeth, who, among other things, once threw a dinner party. It was going fine until Macbeth saw the ghost of the recently murdered...
View ArticleAll That Is (Almost) Good (Enough)
“all your hands are verbs,now you touch worlds and feel their names –thru the thing to the namenot the other way thru” —Gwendolyn MacEwen, “Poems in Braille”“It’s funny. I have this reputation of being...
View ArticleGame of Thrones, Season 5, Episode 10: Thank God This Is Over
Scaachi: OHHHHOHOHOHHOHOOHOHOOOOOO.HALEY.YES.OFCOURSE.OFCOURSETHATHAPPENED.HOWCOULD I HAVEBEENSOBLINDFOR 10 ENTIREEPISODES?!??!Haley: This must have been very satisfying for you.Scaachi: I...
View ArticleThe Death and Afterlife of Ramona Wilson
Ramona Wilson left her house on Railway Avenue just after 9 p.m. It was a hot summer Saturday night in Smithers, a small town in northern British Columbia, and the hazy orange sunset promised another...
View ArticleSuddenly, the Same Thing
“I just hate terrorist attacks,” the thin nurse says to the older one. “Want some gum?”The older nurse takes a piece and nods. “What can you do?” she says. “I also hate emergencies.”“It’s not the...
View Article'Writing Was Always an Act of Losing Control': An Interview with Etgar Keret
In Etgar Keret’s fiction, the surreal becomes quotidian: a goldfish grants wishes; a woman discovers a zipper in her boyfriend’s mouth that transforms him into an entirely different person. But beyond...
View ArticleMercury in Gatorade
When the Warriors took home the NBA championship on Tuesday, press promptly went into epic storytelling overdrive: it had been 40 years since the team’s last win, 33 since a rookie coach secured an NBA...
View ArticleCan I Tell My Crummy White Man Boss To Shove It?
Submit your questions for Scaach-22.I’ve been working at my current job for almost three and a half years. I brought up the issue of getting more responsibilities and being more involved to my boss. I...
View ArticleMurder For Lunch
The man pulled up in the kind of generic SUV that looks simultaneously nondescript and expensive, its thick tires churning the gravel drive with an elated dominance. He came to a harsh stop and waved...
View ArticleBeauty in the Service of Others: Remembering James Salter
James Salter, who died last Friday at the age of 90, wrote sentences you could unfold into paper lanterns. They have topography and dimensions; he lays them out on the page one after another with the...
View ArticleBetter Sex, Better World
Wearing a skirt suit and clutching a brown leather briefcase, Vivian Bell steps gingerly off a train in Reno. It’s 1959 and the New York City English professor has come to Nevada for a “quickie...
View Article'Life Itself Was Following Some Conventions': An Interview with Mia Hansen-Løve
A key scene in Mia Hansen-Løve’s new film Eden hinges on an argument about, of all things, Showgirls—Paul Verhoeven’s much-maligned striptease fiasco, and, in the estimation of me and many others, an...
View ArticleSwole Without a Goal
They’re the chosen few, the yokozuna. Kakuryū Rikisaburō, Hakuhō Shō, Asashōryū Akinori…. Seventy-one in number by some counts, they’re sumo wrestling’s elite, named after the braided length of rope...
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